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Chapter 98 – The Avoidance
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Undercover Hearts Chapter 104 – Afterglow and Politics
SophiaThe first thing I notice is the quiet. The kind of quiet you only get when someone else is breathing in rhythm beside you.Marcus’s chest rises against my back, steady and warm. His arm is draped around my waist like he’s forgotten gravity and decided I’m the only anchor worth keeping. The room smells like sweat, sex and furniture polish. My body aches everywhere, in the best, most unruly way, but my brain is strangely, ridiculously calm.I don’t remember the last time I felt this calm.It won’t last. It never does. Calm is not my natural state and the world will intrude any second now. The second I shift to roll over and face him, the realities I tried to ignore during the hours we spent destroying each other in the most delicious ways, come creeping back. Marrin’s still out there somewhere. Bainbridge is still playing chess with lives. Elena’s smile is still in my head, and I still don’t know if I’ve been stupid to trust it. And Preston’s soft, kind eyes are haunting me fr
Undercover Hearts Chapter 103 – Reckless and Messy
MarcusI should be satisfied. I should be calm, drifting in the afterglow of tenderness. But I’m not.Sophia’s sprawled across me, damp hair sticking to my chest, her thigh slung heavy over my hip. She smells like sweat and salt and something sweeter, and it lights me up instead of calming me down. Because the truth is, the tenderness cracked me open, and now every wall I’ve ever built is rubble. What’s left is hunger.When she shifts against me, the soft brush of her thigh skimming my still-hard cock, the last thread of restraint snaps.I roll her beneath me, caging her body with mine before she can breathe a question, and kiss her like a starving man. It’s rough, teeth and tongue, and she gasps against my mouth, but then she’s clawing at me, yanking me closer, answering me with that same wild need.“Marcus,” she pants, nails dragging down my back. “What-”“Can’t stop.” My voice is ragged, low. “I’ve waited so long.” I fist a hand in her hair, tilt her head back, and take her throat
Undercover Hearts Chapter 102 – Surrender
SophiaMarcus’s place is too quiet. Not the tense, mechanical hum of Marrin’s trap house, but the kind of quiet that knows all your secrets. A steady, breathable silence with city lights bleeding through tall windows. It feels like the universe is daring me to do something reckless.Marcus sits on the couch with his head in his hands like he’s been holding up the sky too long. His jacket is off, his shirt clinging where sweat dried. He looks… tired. Human. Not the shadow of suspicion I’ve been clinging to, but a man who hasn’t had a night off in months.And I hate that my chest aches with it.I cross my arms and sink deeper into his couch. “So what now? Do we wait for Marrin to knock on the door? Do we run another ten miles down the paranoia trail?”He looks up at me, mouth quirking like he wants to laugh but doesn’t trust himself. “We breathe. We shower. We… take a beat.”“Take a beat?” I echo. “Marcus, my life has been one long beat since the second you walked into it.”His smile fl
Undercover Hearts Chapter 101 – Breakout
SophiaThe hours stretch like taffy. Dust in the air, the low hum of the system, Marcus crouched at one junction box after another with his flashlight clenched between his teeth. I pace. I curse. I imagine every possible way this could end and none of them involve me walking out alive.He mutters something under his breath, yanks another wire. Sparks crackle. I flinch like the sound is gunfire.“Please tell me you know what you’re doing.” My voice is too sharp, too brittle.He doesn’t even look up. “Define know.”I let out something between a laugh and a groan. “Fantastic. I’m trapped in a steel coffin with a federal agent who thinks sarcasm counts as reassurance.”He flashes me a quick grin, small and sideways, the kind that shouldn’t make my heart jump in the middle of being trapped, and goes back to the panel.Minutes drip into an hour. He tests wires, traces circuits, resets breakers hidden behind drywall seams. I want to scream at him, I want to crawl out of my skin, but I stay.
Undercover Hearts Chapter 100 – The Confrontation
MarcusShe flinches like a reflex and it lands in me like a thrown glass. Tiny movement, enormous accusation. I could swear the house itself is holding its breath.“Are you afraid of me?” I ask, which sounds softer in my head and like a poorly timed line at full volume in reality. My question is equal parts inventory and plea. Please tell me I haven't ruined everything.She gives me a laugh that has clearly been through worse than I have. “Are you kidding? Yes, I’m fucking terrified!” She stops and looks at me like I crawled out from under a story she’s been trying to write herself. “How is you being here not terrifying?”She’s right. The pattern is a machine that builds its own narrative: Marcus is present + things go wrong = Marcus did the thing. I have been the human comma between each of those equations. I can wave my hands and say “context” until they’re blue. Or I can offer the naked, messy version.“Tell me the truth,” she says. Direct. Weaponized. The kind of thing I have bee
Undercover Hearts Chapter 99 – Stranded
SophiaThe address doesn’t look like much. Half a duplex on a street where paint peels from porch railings and the air smells faintly of mildew. It seems unfathomable that a man like Marrin would have lived hered, but maybe that’s exactly why he did. It’s forgettable. Nondescript.I stand at the door with my heart in my throat, picking the lock like it’s second nature. Years of bad foster homes taught me a thing or two about cheap locks. The deadbolt clicks open with an almost insulting ease.The hallway inside is dark, thick with the smell of dust and stale air. I step over the threshold and the house suddenly seems to come alive.A mechanical groan, followed by a slam. Then another. Metal shutters slide down over the windows with a finality that makes my stomach lurch. The front door seals behind me with a hiss like hydraulics.“What the fuck!” I spin, reaching for my phone. No bars. Nothing. Not even emergency signal. That’s when I hear the sound. Movement. A floorboard creaking d
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